andrewwtca’s commission info

will write:

- fanfiction
- original characters
- NSFW (sexually explicit)
- gore

will NOT write:

- real people fiction (rpf)
- non-fiction (ie: essays)
- pedophilia
- incest

It actually does rain harder, but it's a lot warmer now so Sunny just laughs. And Basil laughs and Sunny laughs, and they grab each other's hands and they interlock fingers with each other and laugh and with rain drenching them, their lips find each other. Arms at sides, bodies pressed against each other, lips dancing.Their lips are not any more graceful than them. It's clumsy, and they're laughing so hard that they can't actually properly kiss, and their noses keep bumping into one another, and they're seconds away to collapsing on the floor from how hard they're fucking laughing, and oh, this is exactly what Sunny wanted.

“Right, Riku?” Sora asks, body tucked under Riku’s arm and head laying on his chest.“Huh?”“We’re doing okay… Right?”Riku’s arm stiffens and Sora thinks Riku’s going to pull away. The mix hasn’t kicked in enough for them to not care. But Riku doesn’t pull away. He doesn’t pull away. He doesn’t pull away.He squeezes Sora’s arm. “Yeah. We’re doing okay.”

Finally, she asks, “Can you get pregnant, Cloud?”Cloud groans. “Please kill me.”“Because like, periods are eggs coming out! Could sperm turn into eggs?”“I mean,” Nanaki says, coughing from where he lays behind Yuffie, “theoretically speaking.”“Cloud! That means you could theoretically get pregnant!”“Can someone theoretically kill me, I’m serious.”